Lost & Found

By Cadence Michaels

M/F Erotic romance, suspense, crimes of passion

Ayasha has loved Charan for years, but never thought that her dreams of having a relationship with him would come to pass. However, when he comes to her rescue during an attack, he unexpectedly returns her feelings, and the two begin a happy romance.
With a wedding in the works, and other plans for the future set-in motion, tragedy throws a wrench into her plans, leaving her pregnant and alone.
They both try to live their new lives on these unexpected paths, unaware of the dangers awaiting them both.
Having lost love, will it be found again.
Read to find out what happens to these two tragic lovers.

Supernatural twist...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cadence Michaels
• Release date: Feb 21, 2012
• ISBN: 9781465727961

Cadence Michaels

Cadence Michaels was born and raised in St. Louis, Missouri and has traveled all over the United States. While in high school she was an exchange student, spending a few weeks in Germany and Austria learning about new cultures and making awesome new friends which inspired her creative juices.She has always had a love for writing stories which has spanned from elementary, Jr. High on through High school, college, and present.Cadence Michaels attended College to pursue a career in computer networking, but found that her passions lay elsewhere. She enjoys writing stories on paranormal romance, science fiction, amongst other genres where the hero and heroines aren’t the typical knights in shining armor, and the adoring woman, but so much more.It wasn't until she shared her stories with family and friends, who enjoyed her stories immensely, and encouraged her to get her books published. One such response was, "Your book reads like a movie." from a younger sister.And Candence told her, "Of course it does. I only write books on movies I would love to see, but no one has come up with yet, LOL."Cadence Michaels personal quote, "When books are read, they should play out like a movie in your mind, but if they don't then it's not a good book."Cadence Michaels currently divides her time between taking care of her adorable two cats and finishing up her full-length novel series Natures child Book One The Awakening, Natures Child Book: Two The Gathering, Natures Child Book Three New Life, and Natures Child Book Four Destiny along with many other titles.So, you guys should definitely look forward to some exciting reading.Side note:I just want to say thank you for purchasing my books, and I hope you have enjoyed each and every story.

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Lost & Found

By Cadence Michaels

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Lost & Found

Copyright © 2011 by Cadence Michaels

M/F Erotic romance, suspense, crimes of passion

Ayasha has loved Charan for years, but never thought that her dreams of having a relationship with him would come to pass. However, when he comes to her rescue during an attack, he unexpectedly returns her feelings, and the two begin a happy romance.

With a wedding in the works, and other plans for the future set-in motion, tragedy throws a wrench into her plans, leaving her pregnant and alone.

They both try to live their new lives on these unexpected paths, unaware of the dangers awaiting them both.

Having lost love, will it be found again.

Read to find out what happens to these two tragic lovers.

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About the Author

Cadence Michaels was born and raised in St. Louis, Missouri and has traveled all over the United States as well she was an exchange student in high school where she spent a few weeks in Germany and Austria learning about new cultures and making new friends. She has always had a love for writing stories which has spanned from elementary, Jr. High on through High school and present.

Cadence Michaels attended Hickey College to pursue a career in computer networking but found that her passions lay elsewhere. She enjoys writing stories on paranormal romance and science fiction amongst other genres where the hero and heroines aren’t the typical knights in shining armor, but so much more.

She now divides her time between taking care of her adorable two cats and finishing up her full-length novel series Natures child Book One The Awakening, Natures Child Book Two The Gathering, and Natures Child Book Three New Life, and Natures Child Book Four Destiny along with many other titles.

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Chapter 1

Ayasha watched, fascinated as Charan played football, his muscles rippling and flexing as he ran down the field tackling the player who had just caught the football, knocking him hard to the ground and caught an elbow to the gut, his breath rushing out of his lungs in an umpf.

She watched, mesmerized as he laid there, his chest moving rapidly as he tried to catch his breath, his beautiful tan skin glistening with sweat, giving off a slight glow under the sunlight. She couldn’t believe they were playing without padding, not that she minded. Getting to see his body was a bonus.

Idiots. She muttered, shaking her head when the player Charan tackled got up from the ground and kicked him in the leg making him grunt in pain, then laughed.

Ayasha spotted her best friend Bansari, who happened to be Charan’s younger sister flirting madly with his best friend and business partner Alex. Bansari had the hugest crush on Alex, who was five years older than their 17. She didn’t know why Bansari just didn’t give up. They were seniors in high school, yet none of the guys took them seriously, not that she wanted any of Charan’s friends. She just wanted him.

The first time Ayasha saw Charan, she had been about 7 and fell head over hills in love with him. She had finally gotten the chance to visit Bansari’s home and had met her 17-year-old brother Charan for the first time. He was gorgeous, reminding her of Michael Greyeyes, a well know Native American actor, only handsomer.

At the time he’d had thick, long, midnight black hair falling to his waist, body leanly built with dark, almost black eyes, sooty eye lashes, heavy eyebrows, high cheek bones and a cleft chin.

Ayasha thought him really beautiful and instead of playing with Bansari she had followed her older brother around the tiny house they lived in on the Cheyenne reservation. Bansari had gotten angry with her for ignoring her and Charan had finally gotten annoyed with her following him everywhere and had gone inside his bedroom, politely pushed her out of the way then closed and locked the door behind him.

You know Ayashi, if you were just going to drool over my big stupid brother then you could have stayed home. She had said in a huff, folding her arms angrily across her chest and turning her back on her.

I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. Come on, let’s go play monopoly. Ayasha told her, grabbing her arm and pulling her towards her bedroom in the back of their house.

God it seemed like a million years ago since that day. He’d plagued her childhood, adolescence, and now her late teens. She dated guys of course, and developed strong feelings for some, but it never went anywhere. She always dumped them when they wanted to go beyond kissing and petting. She didn’t want to have sex with anyone but Charan. She was saving herself for him no matter how silly or improbable her actions were.

Her current boyfriend Dennis was coming up on his last leg as well. He kept trying to get her into bed. He just wouldn’t listen to her when she told him no time and time again. He thought her childish and immature for saving herself till marriage and kept telling her he was going to marry her once she graduated in a few months.

Yeah, as if that’s going to happen. She snorted.

Ayasha felt arms go around her waist and a hot breath against her ear. Hey baby. Why are you standing here starring off into space talking to yourself?

Speak of the devil, she thought, turning around and wrapping her arms around his waist. She liked Dennis, just not enough to commit to him fully. She knew she wasn’t being fair to him or any guy for that matter. They were there to ease her life somewhat, and to take up space until she could fill it with Charan’s presence permanently.

Ayasha wasn’t bad looking, in fact she was very beautiful. She had a heart shaped face, wide spaced, dark gray almond shaped eyes with long thick lashes, high cheekbones, and full lips. She was tall and curvy with generous breast, thick shoulder length sandy brown curly hair that hit mid back when straightened and pale, creamy, honey toned skin. Everyone told her she was a knock out, but she could care less if they didn’t help her snag the one man she wanted.

With a sigh she pulled Dennis’s head down to hers and kissed him deeply, molding her body to his, basically putting on a show for Charan, hoping he’d look their way. She wanted him to notice her, to see that she was an adult woman and not some kid.

She would be 18 in a few short weeks damn it. Every time she flirted with him or touched him, though not inappropriately he always told her little girls shouldn’t play around with adult males unless they knew what they were getting into. What the hell was that suppose to mean? She was not a child, though he probably would always see her that way since he watched her grow up, her teeth falling out, the first time she got her period, which was horribly embarrassing, and her body developing and maturing. She was like a second sister to him and that really sucked.

Ayasha loved him to pieces, as well as her best friend Bansari. They were her second family and she hoped that someday they would be her family in a truer sense. Sometimes she wondered if she was perhaps crazy to keep these emotions for as long as she had. She didn’t stalk him, smell his pillow, underwear or steal his things or anything crazy like that. She just loved him and thought about him all the time.

When she visited their house she spent time with Bansari doing homework, listening to music, or just dancing and being silly. Though he didn’t live at home anymore he still spent the majority of his time there when he wasn’t bogged down with work.

What’s wrong with you? Dennis asked against her lips.

Ayasha hadn’t realized she was no longer participating in their kiss. She pulled away and looked up at him warily. He looked angry and who could blame him. She was totally absorbed today. She looked over and caught Charan looking at her, an intense scrutinizing expression on his face.

Ayasha felt hard, bruising fingers grip her chin and forcibly turn her head back around until she was looking up into Dennis’s chocolate brown eyes, which were glacial at the moment. She tried to pull her face out of his grasp but with his arm still around her waist she found she couldn’t move.

What the hell are you doing? She asked cuttingly, glaring up at him.

I’m trying to get your attention. Why the hell are you ignoring me? I told you I was coming here after work today. I hardly see you anymore. Why are you avoiding me? he asked harshly.

Dennis, I’m sorry. My mind has been on other things alright. You are not the center of my universe ok. She told him in a rush, yanking her head back trying to wrench her face free and still he wouldn’t release her, but squeezed all the more tighter making her wince in pain.

He cocked his head, looking closely at her face, almost searchingly. Do you want to break up with me? You are treating me like I don’t exist. You’re hardly calling me, you don’t pay attention to me when I am around, and you don’t want to have sex with me. What do you want from me? He yelled loudly, making a few people turn and stare at them, gasping in shock at his vulgar words.

I want you to let go of me. NOW! she screamed, struggling in his grasp.

How the hell did this get blown out of proportion? It started with a kiss to get Charan’s attention and now she was struggling to get out of her boyfriend’s painful grasp.

Ayasha felt a tear slide down her face, followed by another and a tiny sob escaped. She was horribly embarrassed. How could he do this to her in front of everyone? She turned and saw Charan coming towards them, his face set in a hard line.

Great, just what she needed right now. Charan riding in to the rescue.

We’re going, now. Dennis told her, releasing her face and grabbing her arm pulling her after him, practically dragging her towards his car.

Stop right there. Let go of her. Charan yelled, quickly making his way towards them.

Ayasha didn’t want him to get involved in her problems. Charan, it’s ok. I’m ok. She told him, her voice wobbly, vision blurry as she gazed behind her, stumbling and nearly tripped when Dennis gave her arm another hard yank when she slowed her pace to speak with Charan.

Dennis opened the door to his small compact and tossed her inside slamming the door shut then made his way around the car but was halted by one of Charan’s friends. Her door was yanked open and she found herself pulled up into strong warm arms.

You are not ok. Your face is red as well as your arm and you’re crying. You are going to have bruises on your skin. He said angrily, rubbing her jaw gently, leaving a tingling sensation behind.

Ayasha didn’t want him to comfort her. This was her fault. She owed Dennis more than this. It wasn’t his fault it was hers. She shouldn’t have been trying to show off in front of Charan. This was the Karma that followed.

Charan, I deserve whatever bruises I get from him. It’s my fault. Just let me go. She told him quietly, pulling out of his arms and turning towards the open car door when she found herself turned around facing Charan’s angry gaze.

He looked at her oddly, shaking his head in disbelief. It is never ok to be abused. What could you have done that was so bad that it’s ok for the person you’re in a relationship with to hurt you? He asked giving her a gentle shake. Whatever you’ve done it’s not worth being hurt over.

Ayasha couldn’t tell him the reason. She didn’t want to get into this here with so many people around watching the drama unfold. She glanced at Dennis who was still being held against the car by Alex, Bansari standing next to him giving Dennis a belligerent look.

She wanted to leave, to have some alone time with Dennis and work this out peacefully so that they could go their separate ways. This thing with Dennis was totally over.

Look everyone, thank you but its ok. Seriously I’ll be alright. Bansari I’ll see you tomorrow at school ok. Turning back to Charan she pulled away from him again and quickly got inside the car, closing and locking the door. She let the window down and looked up at him beseechingly. I will be fine, please just let us go. She pleaded.

He looked at her for a long time before finally nodding his head slightly. Alex let him go. Then he turned and addressed Dennis. If I see one bruise on her more than what I already see right now your ass is mine. You’re 19 and out of school now boy, so I can whip your ass and not have to worry about jail time. He threatened smoothly.

Charan was nothing to joke about. He had served 5 years in the marines and now owned his own security firm. He was a giant of a man. Nothing like the 17-year-old he had been when she’d first met him.

He had filled out completely in the last 10 years. He was 6’6, with a thick neck, shoulders like a linebacker, huge biceps, lean trim waist and heavily muscled legs. He was built like Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson from ‘Fast Five’, the fifth movie in the Fast and the furious franchise. His face was beautiful with a broad forehead, strong jaw line, midnight eyes, thick brows, aquiline nose and high cheekbones. His lips were a little thin but still he was beautiful, his Cheyenne heritage clearly defined and strong. He kept his hair shoulder length now.

Dennis gulped, paling slightly and hopped inside the car the minute Alex released him, started the car and peeled out of the park like a mad man.

*****

Charan watched until the car was out of sight. He couldn’t believe what was happening here. This was the first time he saw Ayasha with one of her boyfriends and he didn’t like it one bit. He couldn’t understand his feelings towards her, but seeing her kissing that young prick had made something inside him shift and when he saw him put his hands on her, hurt her and made her cry he wanted to kill him.

Ayasha had always been like a kid sister to him. He watched her grow up from a little tyke into a beautiful young woman. He found himself thinking about her quite often and didn’t like it. There was something taking root inside of him and he fought it, knowing he couldn’t go down that road. She was just a kid for fucks sake.

He knew she used to have a crush on him when she was younger, which was natural. Hell, he’d had a crush on one of his friend’s older sisters growing up. Things were changing now though, and he couldn’t explain it to himself. Seeing her with another man was really bothering him and it shouldn’t.

Dennis was lucky there were other people around or he would have beaten the shit out of him. He still might if he saw anymore bruises on her face or body. No matter what she said she didn’t deserve to be beat on. What the hell was she thinking anyway, claiming it was her fault and that it was ok for him to put his hands on her? It was never ok for a man to put his hands on a woman, no matter what she said or did.

Bansari came rushing over to him, stopping in front of him, her hands on her hips wearing a huge scowl on her face. Why did you let her go with him? He was hurting her Char.

Charan frowned down at her. You saw her. She wanted to go. I can’t stop her from leaving Bansari.

You don’t understand anything do you? They were fighting because she’s in love with you. She has always loved you, and the guy’s she dates, they know that she doesn’t love them and it always causes her problems in the end.

What are you talking about? he asked stunned.

Ayasha couldn’t still have feelings for him after all this time. He had only been back here for a little over a year, having spent the last 5 years serving his country and the last year getting his security company off the ground.

Bansari knocked him on the side of the head. You big dummy, she’s loved you since we were kids. She only dates these guys because she can’t have you. Did you get a good look at her boyfriend Dennis? Who does he resemble?

He thought about the boy. He was tall like him, with dark hair and eyes, his features were sort of similar to his own and he was slightly gangly like he had been when he was younger. Well, I’ll be damned. He said as realization washed over him. He hadn’t paid attention to the kid’s looks at all.

You need to go after her before she does something stupid Char.

What do you expect me to do? She’s a kid for Christ’s sake.

But for the first time in his life, he wasn’t seeing her as a child, but the beautiful young women that she was, and the fact that he desired her made him all the more hesitant.

You idiot, she will be 18 in a few short weeks. She is not a child, neither of us are. She said irritably, looking at Alex with a look of longing on her face.

He glanced at Alex who had his head averted, but he could see Alex looking at his sister out of the corner of his eye. Alex had feelings for his sister. He knew that, but Alex would never make a move on her. She was still in high school and underage just as Ayasha was.

I can’t Sari. She will be ok. Call her if you’re worried.

Bansari shook her head angrily, glaring up at him, then turned on her heel and ran to her truck, opening the door and hopping inside, then slammed the door closed with a loud bang. She started up her old Chevy pickup truck, revving the engine then tore after them, driving erratically.

Awe damn, he thought, rolling his eyes in annoyance. Hey guys I need to go after the brat. I’ll see you all later. He called over his shoulder, heading towards his Bronco. He caught sight of Alex coming after him and stopped, quirking a brow when he stopped in front of him.

Can I come to? I’m worried about the girls. He told him, looking at the ground, his hands in his pocket.

Interesting, he thought. Alex wasn’t worried about both girls, only one. He didn’t mind though. He slapped him on the back. Come on man.

Charan got inside his vehicle and turned on the tracking device he had installed in his little sis truck, then took off after her hoping she didn’t have an accident in her haste to get to Ayasha.

I like your sister, but don’t worry. I won’t act on those feelings. She’s too young. Alex told him, glancing out of the window.

As if he had to tell him that. He looked at Alex who had pale blond hair sporting a military styled buzz cut, dark blue eyes, shorter than him by a couple inches, but had a body similarly built to his own, though slightly leaner. He was a pretty boy type. They had served in the marines together and when his time came to an end they both came back here to South Dakota and started up C&A Security that specialized in private protection, selling and setting up security and software for homes and businesses. So far they were doing pretty well.

I know you like my sister and I respect the fact that you aren’t going to act on those feelings just yet. Once she turns 18 you can have a relationship with her, but I will tell you one thing. You had better be serious about it. I don’t want her hurt, but also I think you will be good for her and keep her grounded. She is very high-strung.

He nodded his head. Thanks man.

Charan found his sisters location a few miles away, the car unmoving. He drove for a few minutes before turning onto a fast-food lot where he saw a small crowd gathered, mostly of women with their children and two teenage boys.

Charan turned off his car and hopped out running through the throng of people, coming to